Saturday, 3 September 2016


Tuck her away

Tearing away her soul

Nothing left

But your control

Force your words

Not hers

Expose her spine

That is just fine

Rain it taps

Away her sadness

Isolating her mind

Frozen in time

Banner of need

You are the hunter

You must feed

Words that cut so deep

Causing an open wound

To burst

To bleed

Throat dry

Breath held heavily

Nothing erases

A memory

Throw your blanket

Over damaged skin

Forgiveness is not

Easily given

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